Red Makeup Emperor Cultivation

309, Binglin broke into the thunderstorm area

Moyun rolled, the wind roared, the thunder roared deep in the sky, the powerful thunder dissipated, and the whole emperor was trembling. The panicked people surged from ants like hot pots in the streets and alleys, and the four gates of the imperial capital were congested. Ordinary people and low-level monks fled the city in a hurry, but high-level monks rushed to the thunderstorm area.

"Why did those people come here?" Han Jing was stunned by the crowd from all sides. She didn't understand why those people were as excited as drinking chicken blood.

"Watching the old man's disaster." Xue Shuluo's kind prompt: "You have to have people stop those people, otherwise you may have an accident."

"When everyone is Yang Feng's waste material, dare to run into the minefield to find death?" Having said that, Han Jing still felt that she was careful to sail the ship for ten thousand years, but without waiting for her order, Qiaosen and the others had already started to prepare.

Watching the robbery has great benefits for monks to feel the improvement of the rules of heaven, and they all want to squeeze close to watch. There are considerable potential safety hazards here, no compared with Yang Zubin in the robbery area of the main hall. Even if they were not worried about troublesters, the Xuanqi Temple had to worry that the unexpected event would affect the disaster. The disciples of the Xuanqi Temple, who were located in the southern desert imperial capital, took urgent action. Those disciples who were not part of the hall spontaneously participated in maintaining order, and Bai Yiming personally led the troops to lay the peripheral defense line.

Joeson still felt uneasy and suggested that Han Jing report to the General Hall.

"Then send it, why do you still ask me?" Han Jing shouted angrily.

"It's like using your identity token to start the emergency summoning array."

Take out the identity token and throw it to Qiao Sen. Han Jing said quite boldly, "From now on, your opinion is my opinion. Even if you want to make a basket, you don't have to ask me. Everything is to ensure Grandpa Feng's safety first."

Jorson was moved by Han Jing's trust, but he shook his head with a wry smile.

"Others can't use your identity token." Leng Wuya quickly eradicated illiteracy. It is estimated that the task given to him by Instructor Lin during his lifetime will not be finished for a long time. It can be said that there is a long way to go.

The speaking time took a long time. Fortunately, Qiaosen brought out the compass-shaped emergency summoning array, and Leng Wuya's hand-in-handed teacher Hanjing opened the summoning array with a token. The white light flashed on the surface of the array, the cloud lines on the front surged, and a little light lit up in the cloud lines.

A clear male voice sounded in the compass: "What's going on in Nanmo Hall?"

"Grandpa Feng survived the disaster, come and help." Han Jing was shocked when she said this and lost her voice, "It's over, Grandpa Xue, I'm not dizzy. Now I can't go in!"

Xue Shura, who was hidden on the side, asked for unknown reasons: "Wo girl, what's going on?"

The male voice from the compass is also urging: "Let's make it clear, what's the specific situation?"

"It's talkative! You told Yu Youmin, the master of the temple, Han Jing, asked him to send someone to support him. Go!" Han Jing roared impatiently, and Xue Shura's answer was answered by a high-level dragon chant for her.

In the thunder cloud, a silver-white ice dragon suddenly flashed, which was the ice storm that Han Jing chased away. Its posture through the clouds brought a strong visual impact to all the people present, and even the blood Shura of the soul body was amazed.

The five elders sent by Yu Youmin to protect Hanjing also arrived. As soon as they came out of the flying boat, they frightened the situation in front of them. They found her in the crowd and rushed straight into the air.

Xue Shura misunderstood and burst out with strong pressure. The five old man's heart fell down together and staggered more than ten meters to stabilize their bodies.

"Don't want Blood Grandpa, your own!" Han Jing shouted loudly, and the invisible pressure that oppressed the five elders dissipated in an instant. The uncertain five old man looked around her and tried to find the master she called "Grandpa Blood." Don't look, you can't find it. Come and help me. I'm in!" She waved and shouted, which was much more casual than other branch lords' attitude towards the elders.

Without caring about Han Jing's attitude at all, the five elders jumped with urgency when they saw her rushing into the minefield.

"This girl is too bold!"

"She wants to learn from Yang Feng and think about her strength and attributes!"

The two elders roared one after another, and the elder Yu, who led the team, roared at Leng Wuhen, "Why don't you stop her and let her do anything!"

Yuguhong muttered, "That also requires us to stop it!"

Elder Yu was so angry that he said, "Let go of your mother's P!"

Leng Wuya quickly said, "Eden Yu, her contract mysterious beast accidentally broke into the thunderstorm area. If she doesn't go in, the power of the thunderstorm will also increase. Binglin doesn't know that it's more dangerous to cooperate with the ancestors."

Although she has the duty of protecting Han Jing, Elder Yu dares not say that she should ignore Binglin's life and death. After all, Binglin is a pity that the contract mysterious beast has died. Fengbu is one of the Optimus Prime of the Xuanqi Temple! Besides, she has rushed into the thunderstorm area. What's more, her combat effectiveness has increased after she entered, but the power of the thunderstorm is still only one because of her contract with Binglin.

Feng said that he was also shocked to see Han Jing rushing in: "Witch, why did you come in? This is not a joke!"

"Grandpa Feng, it's not that I want to hurt you. It's my contract beast Binglin broke in. If I don't come in, the thunder disaster will also be strengthened." Han Jing pointed to the ice in the sky and explained.

"Is that adult ice dragon your contract beast?" The wind was shocked without saying a word.

"Well, I coaxed it to sign the master and servant contract with me." Han Jing said proudly. In the air, the thunder flowed on Binglin's silver body, which was dazzling. She felt that having such a beautiful contract mysterious beast was worth showing off.

The thunder disaster is still brewing. It can be imagined that because the power of Han Jing's master and servant broke in the thunder disaster doubled, and the wind, who had been a little nervous before, was not nervous at this time, and shook his head and smiled, "You little demon!"

Suddenly I thought that there was a dragon egg left by the former owner in my ice soul sword. Han Jing's enthusiastic advice: "Grandpa Feng, I also have a dragon egg to sign a contract for you. How about we also come out with a dragon baby in the thunderstorm area?"

Binglin actually heard Han Jing's words in mid-air and returned to his human form. When he flew in the air, he smiled coquettishly and said, "Which attribute of dragon egg do you want?"

After his strength improved, Binglin became more and charming. His plump body, like condensed white jade, still wore a thin gauze like cicada wings. The embroidered red breasts and the green soft satin wrapped from the waist to the knees formed a distinct visual impact, and the golden belt around the waist outlined the clenched waist. Even Feng Buga, the mood of this holy master was also affected. As soon as his mind was swinging, he almost showed Brother Zhu's look.

"I don't know what attribute it is." Han Jing replied. The next moment, she realized that she was talking to Binglin.

Binglin took out a bunch of colorful eggs like a trick and said quite boldly, "Just choose, there are all kinds of attributes."

Feng Bu's eyes straightened and asked stammering, "What kind of eggs are these?"

"What else can I bring out of Dragon Valley? It's not yours, cough." Almost saying something that was not suitable for Han Jing to listen to, Binglin quickly ended the topic with two coughs.

Shi Hanjing was not sure whether the egg in the ice soul sword had changed, so she didn't take it out and urged, "Grandpa Feng, you can choose whatever you want. It's a dangerous compensation that Binglin accidentally broke into the thunderstorm area."

"I'm not accidentallychuang. I was chased and killed by a group of stupid female dragons and deliberately escaped into the thunderstorm area." Binglin said. It turned out that it became the public enemy of the dragon valley female dragon. In revenge, it stole their dragon eggs and was chased to the southern desert imperial capital by the female dragons. It rushed into the minefield before returning.

Han Jing is speechless. With her imagination, she really can't figure out how Binglin became the public enemy of the dragon valley mother dragon. However, she was very happy that Binglin got so many dragon eggs and considered whether to let everyone around her sign a contract with the dragon, so that a flying dragon team could be built.

did not deliberately cut off the telepathy with Binglin. Han Jing's concept wanted it to feel the spirit immediately: "Yes, if the dragon egg is not enough, I will go to Dragon Valley to steal it."

"Think about how to get through the disaster first!" Han Jing rationally turned her attention back to the cloud.

Thunder exploded, and three purple python-like thunder flashed on the sky.

"Nima's first thunderstorm is three thunderstorms!"

There was an exclamation on the ground, and everyone felt incredible.